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Transfer
September 23, 2016, Scrapyard, 6:00 AM
Fixit stirs uncomfortably on the bed beside me, causing me to wake up. "Fixie…"
"I'm sorry…" He turns to me before rolling over with a little difficulty. It's not hard to understand why. The little guy's chest is now swollen up to nearly twice it's original size.
I run a hand over his head gently. "How you feeling today?"
"Sore…" He sighs heavily. "And sick to my tanks…"
"Oh, Buddy…" I run a gentle hand over his chest. "Any day now…and they'll transfer… You just have to wait a little longer…"
He whimpers, and lets out a heavy sigh. "I wish they'd transfer now… I'm tired of purging!"
"I know, Little One…I know. It won't be that long now at all… Just be patient… We'll get through this…"
"I know…"
I turn to face him at a sharp sob, and wrap my arms around him before pulling him in for a gentle hug. "Just hang in there, Bitty. It's okay… I'm right here…"
"I know…" He nuzzles into my chest. "I've never made it this far before…"
I smile gently. "See? The risk will go down considerably after they transfer, too…"
"I know… But I'm already ready to have them in my arms…"
"Me too, Fixie…me too." I shift just enough so he can lay his head on my chest. "Now, try to get back to sleep…okay? I'll be right here if you need me…"
"Okay…" He sighs. "Can't you do anything?" I glance down at him. "For my chest…it hurts…"
"I could get an ice pack, but you'd have to let me up for that…" He slides off me as quickly as he can, and I quickly get the ice pack before sitting beside Fixit on the mattress. Once we're both settled again, with his head on my chest, I lay the ice pack, wrapped in a thin towel, over his chest plates gently, causing him to let out an audible sigh of relief. I smile slightly, worry more than evident in my eyes. "That feel better?"
He nods, looking exhausted. "A lot better."
"Good… Now get some sleep, okay? You're gonna need it…"
"M'kay…" He nuzzles into my chest and drifts off, leaving me watching him for several minutes before joining him.
10:00 AM
I'm startled awake by an excited-yet-scared shout. "MARI!"
"Wha'—Oh… Hey, Bitty. You scared me…"
"Sorry." He winces slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Fixit smiles. "They started the transfer around a minute ago…I—"
"You stay right there. I'll let the others know once it's over. Now, is there anything you'll need?"
"Um… I may need that bucket from Denny…sometimes seperation can make a carrier sick…"
"I got it…" I grab the bucket and set it by the bed. "Anything else?"
"Some coolant… And maybe…a couple cubes, f-for after the transfer?"
I nod. "All right, then… I'll be right back with those, okay?" I run a hand over his head gently. "Try not to move too much. I'll be back shortly…"
"Okay…"
Bee snags me as I run past him toward our supply of energon cubes. "How's Fixit?"
"Transfer just started, and I need to get back to him."
"Mari… You know it has to happen on its own…"
"I know, I just…feel better about being there for him… He's alone Bee…"
"I know." He slips a jug into my hand. "I grabbed this so you wouldn't have to search for any more. Denny bought some last night."
I glance down to find a bottle of coolant. "Thank him for me, please?" He nods. I rush past him to grab a few cubes, then glance around as I run past Bee again. "Where's Mom?"
"Out training Strongarm."
"All right. Good. I'll be with Fixit."
I duck back inside and run a hand over Fixit's head. "I'm back, Bitty…" I fill the empty cube by the bed with coolant from the jug, then set the energon cubes beside the mattress before sitting on the edge of the berth. "How you doing?"
Fixit sighs softly. "We're on the… Third one, now. Second just settled…"
I smile down at him. "All right. Just let me know if you need anything…"
"I will…" I settle by his head and run a hand over his forehead as he tries to rest to no avail. "B-bucket!"
I help him sit up with one hand as I quickly grab it with the other and hold it under his chin a moment before he purges. "Easy, Little One…easy…" I shift to where I'm sitting cross-legged behind him and rub his back with the hand that's holding him up. After about a minute, he finally stops purging into the bucket. "Just try to relax…" He sighs and leans back into me, allowing me to set the bucket back on the ground. "Now, how many so far?"
"We're o-on f-five, now." He shudders slightly. "I'm cold…"
I reach around and grab the red plush blanket before covering him with it. "How's that?"
"B-better."
"Okay…try to get some rest. You'll be all right…"
"I f-feel b-better—" He smiles up at me. "Half-way through now…" He sighs. "I feel better k-knowing…" He hisses softly.
"Fix? Does it hurt?"
"Not really, but my spark's starting to ache from their tugging…" He sighs heavily. "I feel better knowing they're all right… Sometimes there can be complications during transfer, and… I just want to know they're okay…"
"I understand, Sweetspark… How you feeling?"
"Nausea's past…thank Primus…" He winces. "But my spark isn't enjoying their tugging at all." He smiles up at me. "We're starting on seven now…"
"I'm right here, Little One. Just try to relax…" I reach over and squeeze Fixit's hand gently. "That's good…"
"'M tired…"
"Then try to recharge… I won't leave, and I have a scanner, okay? I can check on them…"
He shakes his head. "I want to wait…"
"Okay, then…"
"Eight…"
I squeeze his hand. "You're almost through now…"
"I know…" He smiles up at me with tears in his eyes. "I'm actually going to be a carrier this time, Mari!"
I smile, and run a hand over his forehead. "I know. I'm so happy for you, Little One…"
"Thanks…" He sighs softly. "Nine…" He yawns. "Think…we could wait…on the bond…until I get some recharge?"
I stroke his forehead gently. "Of course, Little One. You need your rest…"
"T-thanks…" His optics light up suddenly. "Ten's loose!"
"Give it a minute to settle, then I'll get a scan and you can rest, okay?" I activate my scanner and run the beam over him, watching the readout closely. "We're all clear!"
"L-lay down with me?"
I nod, and shift the little minicon into a better position before curling up beside him. "Just rest now… Everything's okay…"
"Mari? Bee said Fixit went through the spark transfer a few minutes ago…"
"Hey, Mom." I turn from my book to nod. "Took only half an hour for all ten. He's recharging now…"
"Any problems?"
I shake my head. "Textbook seperations. He purged a bit, but I've got him some energon and coolant already, they're just waiting for him to wake up. Once he's fueled, we'll start working on the symbiote bond."
"Good. Could you let me know when he's up?"
I nod. "I'll do my best. We'll be a bit busy for a little while, but you can talk with him if you want to."
"Thank you, Sweetspark."
I look down when I feel someone stir beside me. "Mari?"
"Hey, Little One. You didn't sleep long…"
"I'm hungry, Mari…"
"Oh…" I smile, and get him the energon cubes.
"Thank you…"
I run a hand over his head. "You want to work on that bond now, or do you want to try and recharge a little more first?"
"Can I 'charge? Please?"
I run a hand over his head gently. "Of course, Little One." I smile gently, and lay his red blanket over his shoulders. "Just get some rest… We'll work on the bond once you're fully awake."
"Unless you've already got one."
"Carrier?"
"What do you mean, Elita? We haven't done anything to have a bond yet…"
"How much time have the two of you spent together?"
"Um…" I sigh softly. "I've been with him every day since we learned he was sparked, and every night since we first found him here."
"Hmmm…"
"Mari?"
"Shhh… It's all right…" I slip him into my lap. "Let her talk, Little One. It'll be all right…" I look up to her. "Mom?"
"And…when did you offer to be his Symbiote Carrier?"
"The morning before we learned he was sparked…"
Her holoform sits beside me on my mattress. "Mari…" She sighs, smiling gently. "The two of you may have already formed one—or at least started to…" She turns to Fixit. "Can you feel anything?"
He rubs the back of his neck with one hand while reaching for his second cube. "I-I thought i-it…w-was from the sp-sparklings…"
I sigh softly, and run a hand over his back gently. "Easy, Little One… I don't want you to crash again, okay?"
"O-okay…" He looks up to me. "Wh-what i-if we—" He trails off, simply trembling in my arms.
"Shhhhh… Then we'll just work on strengthening it, okay?" I pull him in for a gentle hug. "You need to calm down, okay? This isn't good for any of you."
"I-I know…" He lays his head on my shoulder.
I turn from Fixit to give Mom a look. "We need Ratchet."
Fixit's head pops up off my shoulder. "What?"
"I'm too close to the situation anymore, Bitty. I might not be objective in a life-or-death matter—especially if I'm not being very objective right now."
"We're just discussing the Symbiote bond…"
"And I'm stressing over the strength of your spark, how dangerous it would be for you to crash right now, and what would happen to the bitlets if you get too stressed out…"
He nods. "C-call R-Ratchet."
One Hour Later, Medical Tent
Ratchet sighs before turning to Fixit and I with a smile. "Well…"
I cross my arms and glare at my all-but-bonded mate. "Ratchet…"
"You've got yourself a minicon, Mari."
"R-really? I-I'm r-really…" Fixit shifts, and smiles up at me tearfully. "M-Mari, I-I—" He starts crying, and wraps his arms around me as well as he can. "M-Mari—"
"Shhh…" I hug him close, letting the little one cry as much as he needs to. "Just let it out, Bitty… You're safe now… You'll never be alone again…" I glance up to Ratchet with a weak smile. "His sparklings…"
He sighs, and sits beside me. "They're healthy, but there may be too many for him to safely carry and deliver."
I nod. "I'll keep you updated on his condition, and you let me know if we'll have to do something…drastic…"
Ratchet lays a hand on my knee. "Just focus on him, and leave the medicine to me. You've done a great job with him so far. Just keep doing what you've been doing, and let me know if anything happens…"
"I will…" I turn back to Fixit, and give him a soft smile when he smiles up at me. "Feel better?"
He nods. "C-can I g-go back t-to recharge n-now?"
I nod gently. "Of course, Little One…" I sigh, and look up to Ratchet. "He hasn't gotten much recharge over the last month or so…"
Ratchet chuckles. "I can imagine." He runs a hand over Fixit's head. "Get some recharge, Fixit, and remember that you'll never be alone again."
"…Okay…" He cuddles into my leg and drifts off.
I look up to Ratchet with a soft, long-suffering sigh. "Now I have to figure out how to get him back to our room without waking him up…"
"Good luck, Love."
I roll my eyes. "Thanks…" I sigh before giving him an awkward hug. "Let me know before you come back here, okay? I'd like to be ready this time…" I smile up at him. "I love you."
"I love you too." He pats my shoulder as he turns to leave the room. "But I have Decepticons to find, and you have a minicon to take care of, so…"
"Bye…"
"Just for now, Sweetspark." He steps over to the door. "Goodbye."
